
Provided, of course, the Major comes in to work.
And provided he feels like messing with making up the orders and assigning the jobs.
I'm kind of nervous about it.
I haven't worked anywhere but the Hive for the last six years. I don't really know how to do anything else. And I haven't set foot on B-side in well over a year.
I hope it's still the same as it was the last time I was over there.
But I don't remember any of the procedures for working the sally ports or driving the P-car or working in medical or laundry. I don't remember which keys I need for which post and what they go to.
And what if I don't get either one of those bids? Then what will I do?
Wait another two weeks and try again, I guess.
Pfui. This is worse than waiting for Christmas. It's like knowing I have a dentist appointment on Christmas.
**Sigh**
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